From the first chapter of Bleak House, by Charles Dickens, who would be 200 years old today if he hadn't died in 1870:
In a preface Dickens wrote in 1853, he insisted that his depiction of the court system was "substantially true," and claimed that a judge had blamed the situation on the public's reluctance to pay for more judges:
A Chancery judge once had the kindness to inform me, as one of a company of some hundred and fifty men and women not labouring under any suspicions of lunacy, that the Court of Chancery, though the shining subject of much popular prejudice (at which point I thought the judge's eye had a cast in my direction), was almost immaculate. There had been, he admitted, a trivial blemish or so in its rate of progress, but this was exaggerated and had been entirely owing to the "parsimony of the public," which guilty public, it appeared, had been until lately bent in the most determined manner on by no means enlarging the number of Chancery judges appointed....
This seemed to me too profound a joke to be inserted in the body of this book ...
But as it is wholesome that the parsimonious public should know what has been doing, and still is doing, in this connexion, I mention here that everything set forth in these pages concerning the Court of Chancery is substantially true, and within the truth.... At the present moment (August, 1853) there is a suit before the court which was commenced nearly twenty years ago, in which from thirty to forty counsel have been known to appear at one time, in which costs have been incurred to the amount of seventy thousand pounds, which is A FRIENDLY SUIT, and which is (I am assured) no nearer to its termination now than when it was begun. There is another well-known suit in Chancery, not yet decided, which was commenced before the close of the last century and in which more than double the amount of seventy thousand pounds has been swallowed up in costs. If I wanted other authorities for Jarndyce and Jarndyce, I could rain them on these pages, to the shame of -- a parsimonious public.
The first chapter also includes this passage:
Jarndyce and Jarndyce has passed into a joke. That is the only good that has ever come of it. It has been death to many, but it is a joke in the profession.
So some good has come of it. Also, everyone laughs deliriously when the case finally ends (in Chapter 65, only because the whole estate has been consumed by fees and costs). I like this aspect of the book a lot, I think because it tends to confirm that no matter how bad things are, if it's still at least possible to find jokes in the profession then it may not be "perennially hopeless."
Maybe for the foreseeable future, but not perennially.